Raising his hand, Tai made a grabbing motion toward the great formation.
The faces of the experts from the various races changed.
Tai had his eyes on the formation?
The giant expert was also embarrassed. What was the ancestor doing?
Tai took out a jade ruler from the formation.
It looked very ordinary, and something very common among the immortal race.
Venerable He's expression changed. Going by what Tai had said earlier…
His face revealed a look of disbelief.
Could it be that this item belonged to the ancestor?
It was actually placed into the formation.
In that case, the target of those two Prison God Palace experts was not the formation itself, but this item!
Tai held the jade ruler in his hand. Immortal energy swirled around it, and it exuded a faint, carefree, and ethereal feeling.
"Your immortal race owes me a favor. Ask your seniors to come and claim it from me!"
After Tai finished speaking, he disappeared.
Venerable He opened his mouth, but eventually closed it.
He was greatly shocked.
It really was the ancestor's item?
Tai would not lie.
This was not a small matter!
Since it involved the ancestor's item, and the Prison God Palace experts wanted to take it, did it mean that Prison Dao Ancient God was behind it?
Could it be that the other party wanted to use the item to scheme against the ancestor?
Venerable He knew that this matter was not something he could interfere with.
He was only a second-generation ancestor of the immortals, and the weakest among them to boot.
The other races were all surprised, and looked at Venerable He with strange expressions.
A second-generation ancestor did not even recognize his ancestor's treasure and used it to set up for great formation?
Truly worthless!
Tai returned to the giant race's territory and turned into a statue again.
He played around with the jade ruler for a while before putting it away. He would wait for the arrival of the powerful experts of the immortal race. They would be the ones to handle the matter regarding the Prison God Palace.
He sighed inwardly.
Chu was as cunning and black-hearted as ever.
He had calculated everything.
Sadly, it was just that he was too weak.
After looking down on Chu's strength, Tai entered a state of comprehension and began to comprehend the insights provided to him by the chaotic energy of creation.
A palace was floating in the chaos, and more and more experts gathered there.
"Ninth and Eleventh have fallen!"
"This is akin to challenging the Prison God Palace."
"The Supreme Lord is already furious. This matter must be thoroughly investigated."
All of the pawns were furious.
If they did not take revenge on the murderer, the prestige and dominance that the Prison God Palace had built up would be gone.
"Prison God Palace," the illusory figure said, "head straight to the Ancient Chaos World."
The Prison God Palace began to move toward the region of the chaos where the Ancient Chaos World was located.
In the special realm, Prison Dao Ancient God opened his eyes, his spiritual power faintly leaking out.
His face was filled with anger.
"How dare you kill my pawns. You must die!"
Yet more pawns had died. This was a slap to his face and a challenge to his dignity.
In the distant past, someone had killed his pawns.
He personally took action to annihilate and suppress the murderer and his race.
Since then, his pawns rampaged through the chaos, and no one dared to kill them.
Even the subordinates of the other Ancient Chaos Gods only injured his pawns and did not dare to kill them.
Prison Dao Ancient God recalled that several hundred million years ago, a pawn had been killed.
Back then, he had not made a move personally.
Perhaps because of this, the chaos had already forgotten about his existence and might, and dared to challenge his dignity by killing his pawns.
His eyes were cold as he looked at a certain place in the chaos.
That was where the first world was born from chaos.
Prison Dao Ancient God stood up, and the vast realm began to shrink and finally transformed into a Dao path that wrapped around his massive body.
He strode toward the nine zones.
He wanted to take action personally.
He would once again stunned the chaos and establish his dominance!
Somewhere in the chaos.
A young man with a sword on his back, long hair, and a free and easy temperament, suddenly took out a jade talisman.
A message had arrived.
He frowned slightly.
He raised his hand and calculated, as if he was trying to predict fate.
After a long while, he turned around, ready to return to the nine zones.
Suddenly, a strange phenomenon appeared in front of him.
In the image, there was a middle-aged man with large sleeves, free and at ease, exuding an ethereal aura.
The man gave people a feeling of freedom and carefreeness.
"Greetings, Master," the young man hurriedly bowed.
"I'm on my way to the nine zones. I'm afraid this matter will involve me, so I'll give you this."
A golden rope was passed over.
"Miao, if he insists on targeting the immortal race, use this to bind him," the middle-aged man continued.
"Yes, Master!"
"You should let go of the matters of the human race. Miao, don't be so stubborn. You've been so stubborn for far too long. Your senior brothers and sisters have all broken through, but you haven't. Don't disappoint me."
The middle-aged man's voice grew stern.
"The chaos is about to change. You should let go of your obsession."
"Master, where is he?" Miao suddenly asked after a long silence.
"I don't know. I can't tell."
"Master, where is Qin?"
Miao continued to ask.
"Why are you so persistent? Qin is not him."
"Impossible. If not for him, how could Qin have created that?"
"That person followed Qiong."
Miao was silent for a long time, until the strange phenomenon was about to disappear, before he spoke again, "Master, I'll let the human race go."
When the phenomenon disappeared, Miao looked in the direction of the nine zones.
It was time to go back.
He was once the direct disciple of the immortal ancestor, but no one would remember him.
